Slave Trade 1

Jeanie could see the other man eying her as he talked to the man who she had at one time called her husband but whom she only now called master. It shouldn’t bother her that the man was leering at her, she thought, and yet it did. She knew her master would be mad if he knew that but since she had not been commanded to speak, there was little chance that her master would find out.

“Come here,” her master ordered, so fo course, Jeanie did as she was told. “Go ahead, don’t be shy,” the man told the girl. “Let Mr. Grieves feel your ass,” and even as she though she really didn’t want to do that, Jeanie did just what she had been ordered to do.

With the sexy, little negligee that Jeanie was wearing, it really wasn’t all that hard for Mr. Grieves to get a good feel of Jeanie’s bottom. With her tits practically begging to be set free from the the garment and with her ass completely visible, the skimpy negligee did more to reveal than to conceal.

“What did I tell you,” her master was saying to the other man. “She’s first class stuff.”

Jeanie felt the man give her ass another squeeze. “She’s got a nice ass, I’ll give her that,” the man admitted, “but it takes more than just a nice ass to be a good slave.” Jeanie felt the man reach between her legs and open the snaps he found there and then she felt the man rub his fingers against her pussy. “She certainly seems amenable enough,” the man said as he pushed a finger into Jeanie’s pussy.

Jeanie couldn’t help letting out a low moan as she felt that finger enter her hole. She always moaned whenever something entered her cunt.

“Oh, she’s amenable,” her master said, “I guarantee that. She will do whatever you say.”

“Call yourself a little whore,” the other man said suddenly.

“I’m a little whore,” Jeanie replied.

“Whores like to be fucked. Do you like to get fucked?”

“Oh yeah,” Jeanie moaned even as that finger continued to strum against her insides. “I love to get fucked.”

“Do you like having my finger inside you,” the man asked.

“I love having your finger inside me,” the girl moaned.

“But I’ll bet you’d rather have my cock instead.”

“I’d love to have your cock inside me,” the girl agreed.

“And I’ll bet you’d love sucking on my dick, too.”

“I’d love sucking your dick,” the girl agreed.

The man looked at the girl’s master. “Nice, but words are just words, you know.”

“I’ll tell you what. If you want to try her out first, I’ll let you go ahead and have her suck you off.”

The other man’s eyes glowed. “You got a deal,” he told Jeanie’s master and then he turned his attentions toward the girl. “Get down there and suck my cock.”

Jeanie didn’t want to do it but what she wanted really didn’t matter anyway. Already, she could feel herself sliding to her knees and then her hands were stroking the front of the pants in front of her, and then her hands were easing the zipper down on those pants.

She never looked away as she eased a hand into the breech she had just made. She could feel the object of her desire as her hand brushed up against it.

And the she had her hand wrapped around that cock and she was pulling it out into the light. Her pussy was getting wet just as it had been conditioned to do whenever she laid eyes on a cock, and her hand stroked the warm flesh. In spite of herself, she knew she wanted to suck that cock.

Her hand stroked that cock yet again and then she opened her mouth and she let her tongue flicker across the surface of that cock.

The man just sat there impassively as Jeanie continued to lick his cock. He didn’t have to say or do anything because Jeanie knew she was doing a good job. It was what she had been trained to do.

She opened her mouth even wider and then she was pushing her mouth down on that cock. She pulled her mouth back and then she pushed her mouth down on the man’s cock. That finally got a groan from him and Jeanie smiled to herself. She knew she was doing well and now in spite of the fact that might not have liked the man, what she really wanted was to taste his cum.

Her mouth continued to move up and down on that rigid shaft, and she managed to slide a hand inside the man’s pants. She purred a bit against the man’s cock as she fondled the man’s balls. She knew her master liked it when she did that and apparently, this man liked it, too.

He moaned again as Jeanie continued to take his cock even deeper inside her mouth. He was going to cum. She knew it. He was going to cum and she wanted him to do it. She wanted him to cum in her mouth. She wanted it bad.

The man groaned and then he groaned again. Here it comes, Jeanie thought, and she was right. Cum rocketed up out of that fleshy pipe and doused the back of her throat. The girl closed her mouth around that cock and she swallowed even as she waited for the second burst that she knew was sure to come.

And it did, and then there was a third and a fourth and a fifth, and Jeanie took it all, sucking and swallowing the man’s cum just as she had been trained to do.

“She’s sufficient,” the man grudgingly pronounced when his cock had shot its last load.

Sufficient, my ass, the girl thought. I just gave you one hell of a cock sucking and it was a hell of a lot better than just sufficient and you know it, but still, she held her tongue. She knew it wasn’t her plase to say something like that and she knew her master wouldn’t like it if she did.

“So what do you have to say,” asked her master,” one of mine for one of yours. Do we have a deal?”

The man looked at Jeanie still there on her knees and finally he nodded. “We have a deal.”

to be continued …

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